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I laugh with him and say, “Nope. I apparently have to be babysat at all times.”

“He seems to forget that he has a stalker and that we’re just doing everything we can to keep him safe.”

The reminder from her that someone out there wants to hurt me is a mood killer, and the smile slips from my face immediately.

Harrison looks just as stressed as I feel about it, and Tati says quickly, “Sorry. I could have worded that a little more tactfully. Should we go, Hayden?”

I nod, and she leads the way to the bathrooms, then into the men’s room.

“Did you want to use the stall?” she asks as she turns to look at me.

The room is empty, so I stride over to her and pull her into my arms, then kiss her passionately before I tell her, “Yes, yes I do.”

“I’m not fucking you in a bathroom stall, Hayden Vega. Stop breaking the rules, or I’ll have to rethink this whole thing,” she warns me.

“Okay, okay, I’ll be good.” I grab a handful of her ass and squeeze it before I release her and walk toward the stall as I tell her, “I hope you’re still thinking about me doing it. One day I’ll be free to fuck you whenever and wherever I want, though, even if that place is a bathroom stall.”

“Very romantic, Hayden Vega,” Tatiana laughs. “A urine-heavy men’s bathroom isnotsexy.”

“Hey, you’re the one who said men’s bathrooms are often cleaner than women’s bathrooms.” I turn to look at her and give her a mischievous grin. “I didn’t say that was theonlyplace I would fuck you. Just one of the many, many places Icouldfuck you.”

Tati’s cheeks are red, and I desperately want to do exactly that. I want to bury myself deep inside her, right here and now in the bathroom, but as I look at her, the door to the bathroom opens behind her, and she spins around to face it.

Harrison enters the room and smiles at us both. “Everything okay? Heather sent me in here to check on you. She thought you’d been gone too long.”

Of course she did.

“All good, I was just suffering stage fright about going in front of Tatiana,” I laugh as I close the stall door behind me.

I do my business as quickly as I can and come back out to find Tati alone again.

“We’re so fucked,” she groans as I wash my hands.

I dry them and pull her into my arms before kissing her quickly. “We’ll be fine, preciosa. We definitely need to be careful around Heather, though. She’ll notice for sure if we’re not.”

Tati pulls herself out of my arms and nods. “Got it. In which case, standing in here and making out is probably not the best way to keep our relationship hidden.”

“No, it isn’t.” As she reaches for the door handle, I tell her, “I’d hate for my friends to figure out you’re my girlfriend.”

She inhales sharply at the official title, and I smile to myself as we leave the room. Tatiana Swanson is my girlfriend, and I don’t think I’ve ever been happier.

20

The Photograph

I’m lyingin my bed on the tour bus with Tati in my arms. We’ve been together for two weeks now. I’ve been following Tati’s rules and have been keeping things professional when we’re around other people. It’s hard because I want nothing more than to just be able to hold her at all times when we’re together.

I save that for the time that we’re alone together. We’ve spent hours in bed, either on the tour bus or in hotel rooms, getting to know one another both as people and sexually. It’s been amazing, and I fall more in love with Tati every day.

A few times, we’ve even had quiet sex in my dressing room, with Jesse safely watching the door and having no clue what we’re doing. It’s erotic to know we’re so close to being caught with him right there and the possibility that he could walk in at any moment, even though I know he wouldn’t actually do that. The stalker has sent another email that Tati told me about but hasn’t sent any more gifts, which I’m glad about.

I stroke Tati’s back as I think about how lucky I am, and she turns her face up to mine. I kiss her and reach underneath her silk nightgown to stroke her pussy through her underwear.

“Hayden,” she moans softly.

I kiss her quickly and murmur, “Are you enjoying that, preciosa?” Tati nods, and I smile at her. “I’ve procured something if you’re still interested in trying it.”

“What is it?” Tati asks and swallows heavily.

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